Tuesday, January 18, 2011

Women, Borrowed

I want to link you to a post I read this morning on one of the blogs I follow.  I want to link it because she articulates that connection between women that makes the world a better place.  It's that silent connection that I love among my fellow women friends and sometimes search for in those I do not yet know.  I don't know how else to describe it.  It's instigated by discussing a play she's in, so if you're theatrically-inclined, this is also for you.

You can read it here at Bless Our Hearts.


Elisabeth said...

I know Ms Moon, and her blog, Perovskia but I missed this post until now. So thanks for alerting me to it.

I too enjoy the company of women, especially empowered women, especially women who have suffered oppression simply by virtue of being women.

I have three sisters. I have three daughters. Hooray for woman. But these days I worry about our men. Men who are also in different ways oppressed, perhaps by virtue of being men.

I think we need both genders and all the in betweens.

Diversity is best, but I think I know what Ms Moon means by the pleasure in a room full of women at work. It can be exhilarationg but it can also be dangerously lacking.

I've been with female groups that have become positively bitchy. We needed something to cut across the crap. Something else. Something that a better balance of men might provide. It's a tough one.

Thanks Perovskia.

Perovskia said...

Elisabeth - You... nailed it on the head. I don't even know where to begin with my comments; I have so much I want to say.

A new girlfriend texted me the other day about my current situation; "... regardless what happens, remember that you are amazing." Referencing to stand up for myself, ask for what I deserve. But all it was... was support. A few words! That's it! It was invaluable to me. And that's all I wanted.

A guy friend and I were talking about why women let themselves be treated like shit by men and I said it's because women don't support each other enough to encourage better, more loving behaviour. But then, there are men that don't teach each other how to properly support a woman, either; thus I also worry about our men.

The group of positively bitchy women? I don't think they're secure with themselves. Again, that support. Why aren't we there for each other more?

These are the questions I have in my mind.

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